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"You lied to me!" the shriek echoes throughout the forest. A hysterical young girl is screeching at her parents. "You told me he was dead!" her voice is raw with grief. "Honey... we thought-" her mother began. "I don't care!" she screamed. "You thought wrong. You told me he was dead. You ruined my life!" the mother flinches as the young girl turns tail and runs away. Her screams and sobs echoing all around...

Chapter 1- Honey Suckle

"Moira. Can you please go and check on the rose plants?" Moira nods and goes outside. Her auburn hair rippling in the breeze. She stops dead when she sees the undersized bush. "Oh no. Something is choking it." she cries aloud. "Use the clippers and get rid of it!" her mother told her briskly. Moira runs to the shed and pulls out the clippers. She slices through the vine and examines it in her hand. "Honey Suckle..." she murmurs. She puts the now dead Honey Suckle vine in the bin and walks back into the small house she lives in. Moira's blue eyes match the rough waters of the Clenabarrow ocean, very near to her home. "Do we have any salt left?" she asked her mother, eyeing the unsalted meal on the burner. "No dear. Could you go to the bazaar?" her mother asks. Moira groans. "I'm sure the hunters won't be there this early." her mother says with a sigh. "Alright. I'll go." her mother looks delighted.
~ a few minutes later ~

The bustling crowds in the bazaar make it hard to navigate, yet Moira seemed unfazed. She found the spices and herbs stand and quickly buys what she need. Making way for home, she is stopped by a magnificent amulet on a stand. She admires the peridot in the center. "Aye, stay away unless you mean to buy!" the shopkeeper snarled at her. She stepped back. "How much?" she asks. " A hundred fifty." he grunts. Moira frowns and leaves.

As Moira walks through the crowded bazaar, a sight stops her. She lets out a groan. The hunters were back. One specifically was staring at her. "Talon." she grumbled. Talon, was a 13 year old young man, with navy colored hair and piercing bright green eyes. "Oh sweetheart, come to see the load." he crooned at her. The look of disgust on her face intensified. She stepped backwards and tripped on someone's long cloak. Seemingly instinctive, Talon leans forward to help her. Moira's eyes blaze as she straightens herself up. "I don't need your help." she spat. For a second, brown eyes tinged with hurt stared back at her. Moira blinked. The brown was gone. "A trick of the light." she murmurs. He doesn't notice. Suddenly, the lights flicker. When they return, masked and hooded men are everywhere. "Give us the amulet. And no one gets hurt." the voice came from everywhere, yet no where. One man reached forward to grab Moira's hand. She kicked him. As if she had issued a command, people all around began fighting back. Talon and Moira match each others pace, as they knock the hooded figures out, punching, kicking and kneeing. The lights flicker once again. "We'll be back!" the voice echoed again and the hooded figures where gone. Talon's and Moira's eyes meet. Brown on her blue. She closes her eyes for a second, when she opens them, the brown eyes staring back at her are green once again.